Concealing

My dreams as of late
Have me feeling quite irate
Notions of evil deals convening
Surrounding me and concealing

I have no fear of any evil deed
In fertile soil I planted love’s seed
Now the time comes for a reckoning
The Lord hears me beckoning…

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